Aaron

[alcuin]

When Alcuin didn't hear from Aaron in a reasonable amount of time after leaving that note, he was... annoyed. Mostly at himself, because he wondered if he'd miscalculated. If it had been too soon for such an overt step. Though also he was slightly insulted.

Finally he decided that he was tired of waiting, and he might as well kill two birds with one stone and push things forward. Though he was also a little annoyed at having to get Hannibal's input into this plan because he didn't like admitting that Aaron was ghosting him.

But Hannibal had liked his new plan very much, and was more than happy to help.

Which was how, late one evening, Aaron received a phone call:

Alcuin's voice was nearly a whisper. Weak. "I - I'm so sorry to call you, but I didn't know who else... I think... I think I need help..."

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[alcuin]

"Of course," Alcuin said.

Though he did bite his lip and then add, "Though you can fuck me sober. And I wouldn't be offended if you had to leave suddenly."

[quitollis]

Aaron smiled. "Yeah, that's true... In that case... whenever you like."

[alcuin]

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit um..." Alcuin looked down shyly. "A bit insatiable, perhaps. And it's awfully good with you."

[quitollis]

"No, don't worry. You're young. It's normal," Aaron reassured him. "Does that mean you'd like to come by tonight?" He teased.

[alcuin]

"Mmmmm maybe not tonight," Alcuin said. He set down his fork. "But I could come now. Before I go."

[quitollis]

"Oh," Aaron said, pleasantly surprised. "Well... I would like that very much."

[alcuin]

"Give me something to remember you by," Alcuin said, and began to remove the clothes that Aaron had just loaned him.